Dear U 5

Dear U 5

A Story by Chris

Dear U
It is strange. Have you ever heard Edith Piaf's song Non, je ne regrette rien? I can't understand most of the words except the chorus. I regret nothing. But it still speaks to me. It still makes me close my eyes and smile everytime I hear it. But I don't, I regret so much in my life. There are so many things I wish I would have done diffrently. Is it then hypocritical to love that song? I mean sure. Music is for enjoying and I highly doubt everyone can relate to absolutely everything in a song. But everytime I hear it I want to be her. I want to smash plates. I want to scream out what I am holding back. I want to be free. And still, here I am. Lowering my head in any discussion to not hurt anyones feelings. I don't think I will ever be so strong as her. And still I wish I would. I wonder what you would say if I would. Maybe you would dislike it. To be fair, to just shout out your options and crush plates, it does sound like a pretty obnoxious person. But not being honest with what you feel might in a way be just as obnoxious. I'm not sure I will find a answer. You'll let me know. Right? If I am horrible, you take me close and tell me in your kind voice that it might not be the best way to be. You will listen to what I say and understand what I mean, even if it comes out horribly wrong. I really hope so.
Sweet dreams Dear U

© 2017 Chris


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